Get Your Head In The Game [Open]

[Isaac Lahey]

Twisting round on a carousel
This speeds' too much to stop
One second I'm thinkin' I'm feeling the lust
And then I feel a lot



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Isaac was bored. This wasn't you're "I'm so bored I'm going to die bored" but it wasn't a "I'm so bored I don't mind having Derek train me to get better" bored. No. He could only take so many broken bones a week before he called it quits trying to train. Besides, he was trying to train his senses at the moment. He could go back to failing to attack Derek next week.

He had made an awkward trip to the house he owned. He didn't even like admitting it was his, like all of its secrets will pull him in if he dared to say the words out loud. He wanted to get rid of it, but the lawyers were telling him it would take time. Leave it to his father to leave him left with a house that still haunted him in his sleep. And the boy didn't even sleep here, would never sleep here again.

Isaac had wandered in to get clothes, to stuff them into his duffel bag and take off once more. He held his lacrosse stick tightly as he dropped onto the lacrosse field. He still hadn't gotten out of the fear he held when entering that house. He always swore he would walk in one day and his father would still be there waiting, as if nothing had happened and his death was just a dream.

The teen opened the duffel bag and pulled out his gloves and a ball. He dusted his shorts off and adjusted his t-shirt before he tugged the gloves on. It was Saturday, he knew that he could expect other team members to want to come practice, he couldn't stop them. He just doubted they would want to actually play with him. Most barely acknowledged his existence, except for Scott, Stiles, and Jackson.

The werewolf shifted his stick to pick the ball up. He shot the ball without advancing. He nearly sighed when it went in. He figured it was his werewolf ability that made him now good at this sport. He had been a bench-warmer before, someone the Coach barely thought about putting in to play.

Isaac strolled over to the goal to take the ball out. However, a voice caught his attention as he stuck his stick out for the ball.

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NOTES: Open!
MUSIC: "That Man" - Caro Emerald

[Danny Mahealani]

He had been at the school for a while now, not necessarily on the field but near it. It was pointless really for him to be out on the field without another person there to keep him company. The burden of being a goalie, he tended to need to have someone there to shoot on him. So instead, Danny Mahealani took to the brick wall of the gym for wall ball, the usual bane that a lacrosse player had to carry with them. He didn't mind it so much though, there was something peaceful about the activity and it was just simple enough to allow his brain to shut down or to wake up, depending on how Danny felt about the day. It was too soon to tell though for Beacon Hills, it's usual amount of strange activity didn't tend to happen until the night.

Grabbing a spare lacrosse ball from his bag, the teenager rolled it over in his hand as if testing out the weight even though there was nothing wrong before tossing it into the net of his stick. The ball hanged nicely in what little pocket it was, Danny decided to give his usual STX Eclipse a break and attempt to break his new stick. People had told him good things about the Warrior Nemesis, from the flared sides to the clearing accuracy, but Danny had yet to really put people to their words. After all, freshmen were telling him to readjust his strings for a deeper pocket for easier catches, but if they had known anything, they wouldn't have been suggesting that in the first place. Deeper pockets meant easier catches, but clears were a bitch. The ball could get caught up in it and get throne right into the opposing team's sticks and that might be the number one thing that Danny hated during the game.

Brown eyes just stared at the ball in his stick for a moment before his head turned, glancing at the brick wall now. His gaze lingered over a few bricks, just a little above his own height now. Cradling the ball once, it only took one swift motion before it shot out of his stick now and slammed into the wall before ricocheting off and back towards him. Danny stepped towards the ball without even thinking, a natural reflex from playing the game for so long now, and then caught the ball. He had missed the brick he had wanted by a few centimeters. Locking his gaze on the brick once more, the teenager sent the ball out again, repeating the motion but with a just little bit more aim and power before the ball hit its intended target before flying back once again.

A small smirk could not help but to fall on Danny's lips, pleased with himself before the steady rhythm of wall ball started to carry out. Each ten shots, he'd take a few more steps back, gradually widening the amount of space the ball had to carry before hitting the wall. Honestly, he didn't know how long he had been carrying on doing this, probably around twenty minutes before the casual slam of a door broke Danny out of his concentration now, just enough to make him nearly miss catching the ball. Thankfully, quick reflexes managed to spare him the embarrassment. His head turned, glancing in the direction to see where the sound had come from, since well, it would seem that he wasn't alone any more. Heading out to the field, brown eyes fell on a teammate of his. Although, truth be told, it took a moment for Danny to actually recognize him.

Isaac Lahey. Another one of Beacon Hill's curious bench warmer to a decent player over night, just like Scott McCall. The whole thing never really bothered Danny, it's not like he ever had to worry about his spot being taken, and hey, if it meant they could win, then he held no grudges. However, Isaac did hang out with Scott and Stiles, which by some, would be enough reason to cause questioning. Still, beggars could not be choosers, and in his own indirect way, Danny had warmed up a little to Scott and Stiles, meaning that Isaac couldn't be that bad either, despite that time he took one of their teammate's concert tickets. Scooping his bag up from the ground, the teenager walked over to join Isaac on the field just as he shot the ball into the goal. Danny dropped his bag with a loud thump onto the turf, announcing his arrival, "Hey." Brown eyes fell on the empty goal with some disdain, there wasn't even a shooting net up, "Want some real competition in the goal?"

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[Isaac Lahey]

Twisting round on a carousel
This speeds' too much to stop
One second I'm thinkin' I'm feeling the lust
And then I feel a lot



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Isaac sometimes felt he had a lot that he needed to think about. There was Derek, the pack, the Alpha pack, and then all these other creatures appearing. He didn't even know what to make out of most of it. It seriously made him want to sigh. Some nights he wondered if curling up would help make the world go away. However, he knew from his years with his father that no such thing would happen.

He felt like nothing much had changed much since he was bitten. He still suffered nightmares, still felt the demons chasing him. All he could do was try and bare his teeth and keep them away for as long as he could. Perhaps that's one reason why he liked lacrosse. He didn't have to think about anything about the sport. Just the where the ball was, where he wanted to aim. Sure, he could go through the movements and not think about what he was doing. However, it would lead to sloppy movements.

Isaac would be lying if he wasn't slightly startled by the fact that Danny was around. He had been so caught up in his thoughts that he hadn't thought to sniff to make sure he was alone. However, it was the high school. Isaac had always felt safe here. At least, safe now that Gerard had disappeared. And the teen was praying that the guy just would stay gone and not return. He didn't need to have another stare down with the guy.

Isaac knew the look on the other's face. It made his former expression steel, as if he was prepared for an insult or to get hit. "If you step in the goal... I won't go easy on you." Then again, Danny was goalie. He was probably good at blocking Jackson and Scott. But it didn't keep him from speaking in a rigid voice, his entire body on edge. He wanted to relax, wanted to tell himself that Danny was no threat. But his mind and his instincts just didn't want to communicate with one another.

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NOTES: I heart Danny so badly you don't understand. It's true that everyone loves Danny~!
MUSIC: "Fix You" - Coldplay

[Danny Mahealani]

Something told Danny that he had just caught Isaac Lahey completely off guard although he wasn't really sure why. Sure, it was a Saturday but that didn't mean that didn't mean it was time off. A good chunk of them still showed up to just goof around and also perfect their lacrosse skills a little bit more. After all, those championships weren't won by their own accord. The teenager actually felt a little bad about it since it hadn't been his intention at all. Plus, the other male always seemed a little jumpy, Jackson had said the family was weird anyways and Danny assumed that he would know since his best friend had been neighbors with the Lahey's before...well, before Mr. Lahey was killed.

Brown eyes watched his teammate for a moment and Danny thought about apologizing. Before he could even do so though, Isaac's face seemed to change right before his eyes. Right there, the teenager felt convinced that any sort of apology might as well be a lost cause. He knew that look well, kids on the bottom of the food chain wore it a lot when some of the more popular kids took a shot at them. In fact, considering Danny's own crowd, he had bared witness to quite a few of those looks. This had only been the first time that one was actually directed at him, personally.

Danny didn't even know what to think of it, maybe it was just because he was used to being the good guy. Okay, maybe not good, but people liked him. Then Isaac spoke and the teenager didn't know how to take it for a moment. It almost sounded like a threat, somebody would have to be deaf to not hear the tone in his voice. Something between them must have not translated to cause the rift, trying to do damage control seemed pointless at this very moment. Still, a slight laugh escaped him, "Good thing I put my pads on before then," he commented now as he scooped up his helmet, "Besides, that's kinda the point of practice. I don't get any better if you go easy on me."

He wasn't too worried about getting shot on by Isaac. After all, he was goalie, he'd dealt with Isaac's shots before, and had dealt with Jackson's on a daily basis. Danny couldn't imagine any real trouble coming from this, plus it was just a way to pass the time until the others go here. Whenever that would be. Wandering over to the goal, the teenager made sure to give the other male some space as he took his spot in the goal now, rolling the stick over in his hands out a minor sense of boredom, "Hey, I didn't mean to startle you or anything back there. So...sorry."

TAGS isaac lahey CREDIT sam ! of Confronting the Faceless. Don't remove the credit or I will find you. LYRICS set fire to the rain - adele NOTES ahhhh sorry for the wait. And haha, of course everybody loves Danny <3333 WORD COUNT 473

[Isaac Lahey]

Twisting round on a carousel
This speeds' too much to stop
One second I'm thinkin' I'm feeling the lust
And then I feel a lot



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Isaac wanted to say he was having a bad day, he really did. He was just having a day that he wished would be over with soon. He guessed it was stopping at his old home that did him in. The sooner it was off his hands, the better. Just remembering about it was probably what decided to cause his day to go all topsy turvy.

Of course, being startled by Danny was like a blow to the gut. He was a werewolf. He should be startled or even freightened by anything any more. The fact that he actually was on edge because of his teammate... He actually felt shame flood his cheeks. His urge to apologise was squashed. He didn't want to explain to Danny why he acted the way he did, or why he was sorry.

Isaac wasn't even sure why he felt antsy. This was Danny. Everyone liked Danny, and he knew it. He didn't have a dislike for Danny. But he didn't really know the other either. He had never really had a reason to get to know his teammates. He was slowly learning things about his pack that made him realize that... perhaps it wouldn't be bad to know those around him. That maybe, just maybe, he could relate if he just opened his mouth.

The teen watched Danny. But his words surprised him. Part of that armor he had put up slid and Isaac couldn't help but shrug. "It's fine. You... you didn't mean to. So, don't worry about it." He swallowed hard, trying to push that to the back of his mind. His body still was slightly rigid but he found the strength to relax just a little, just a little.

He snatched up the ball with the head of his stick and went a good distance away from Danny. He was more used to passing the ball, never actually trying to score himself. Only time he ever shot was during practice, since Coach seemed to decide all of them should learn to shoot. Isaac wasn't the worst on the team, but he was far from being the best.

Isaac blew a couple strands of hair out of his face, as if to prepare himself. But then he moved. It was only a couple steps forward before he let the ball go. It was more to of a test to see where Danny was at. He figured that if he couldn't get much out of practicing then he could at least make Danny work to block the goal.

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NOTES: I have no lax knowledge so I will fail so hard in this thread. I'm sorry. I was a tennis player.
MUSIC: None

[Danny Mahealani]

Danny was honestly trying to remember what he knew about Isaac Lahey, but it wasn't really turning into a whole lot other than he was arrested last year on the suspicion of killing his father and then Jackson always called him a freak. The more he thought about it, the more pathetic it sounded. Not Isaac but himself. He should know his teammates, not just Jackson. Hell, he felt like he knew a lot about Scott and Stiles even but not the others outside of his social circle. In some ways, it felt wrong. After all, lacrosse was this thing and his teammates felt like brothers he never really had, yet why did only really know like five of them? Of course, it didn't help that the other male tended to be rather...what? Nervous? Figety? Rigid? That was the word. That and Danny had grown so used to ignoring him that all of the sudden, it seemed that awkward. But in typical fashion, he just rolled it off like it was nothing. There was no need to get worked up over this anyways, just wasn't his thing.

Yet he could feel Isaac's eyes watching him carefully, studying him perhaps. Brown eyes only returned the gaze curiously as he casually made his way over the goal, not bothering with his helmet. He had faith that Isaac wouldn't knock him in the head. Worst case scenario, he could always just end up in the hospital again. Danny was fairly certain that they knew him on a first name basis there, something that the teenager couldn't decide if he should feel proud over that or not. Stepping into the goal now, he had managed an apology, once gain watching the other boy with curiosity and while Isaac's face didn't contort, there was still some genuine surprise there. After a moment, he watched the shoulders shrug and soon his little apology was played off as if it were nothing, "Alright," the teenager replied easily, still relaxed as ever as he set up in the goal. Then he caught the movement of the ball getting picked up.

He watched as it rolled right into netting, nestling deep before the other male carried it away, in fact, he moved quite a good distance away now, leaving Danny behind. It didn't bother him any though, the farther away the better. The ones he hated were crease shots, guys getting right on top of him or those stupid bounce shots. Cheap shots. As Isaac turned back around now, the teenager felt it. That tense up now like an animal waiting for it's prey as his grip tightened on his stick and he shifted his weight a little more, remaining light on his feet. As the other male sprang forward, Danny had been waiting for him to come a little closer like Jackson or Scott, but to his surprise, Isaac allowed his shot to rip free fairly early. In fact, it nearly caught him off guard. But then he sprang to life, side stepping to move towards the ball, scooping it quickly right out of the air before cradling it and standing still, "So! How was your summer?" Might as well have small talk since who knows how long it was going to be til the other showed up, "Mine was pretty classy til I heard about cross country."

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[Isaac Lahey]

Twisting round on a carousel
This speeds' too much to stop
One second I'm thinkin' I'm feeling the lust
And then I feel a lot



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Isaac honestly couldn't recall having a real conversation with Danny before. They were on the team together. But Danny hung around Jackson and Isaac and Jackson tended to avoid each other. They had never even been close in social standing. Isaac was the bottom of the bottom and had had no friends until he gained pack.

He could sense that the goalie felt how awkward it was. He wondered if Danny realized they knew nothing about each other. He didn't know how to bridge the gap. Or maybe it was because he didn't want to. There had been no effort from the human before to get to know him, so why should there be any interest now.

It was like second nature, how to shoot. He had spent so much trying to perfect it in hopes of possibly playing in games. When others went home, he would stay behind, even if it angered his father and he fell behind in his work. There was at least some glimpse of being seen by others if he could just be good at something. But as Danny caught the ball, he was reminded that there was still a ways to go.

He was a little surprised to hear the question. How was his summer? He didn't even know what to say to the question. He decided to not bother answering. Instead he focused on the subject of cross country. "What about cross country?" He really hoped they weren't thinking of getting rid of it or anything. He honestly hated running, but it was calming. And, since being turned, he appreciated it a little more.
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NOTES: Holy crap. Why did I never reply to this sooner?
MUSIC: "Replay" - Zendaya

[Danny Mahealani]

There was still that awkward gap in the conversation, and he quickly realized that Isaac was probably catching onto how he felt about the whole situation. That realization only made it, well, more awkward. The male tried to recover from it though, with his question about summer. It was a broad question, but there was no doubt in his mind that anyone could answer it, whether the two people in the conversation were friends or not. To his surprise though, the other boy just avoided the question, instead, he had focused on the comment about cross country only in turn to ask about it. Now that had caught him off guard, amber eyes look to the other boy now before heaving a loud sigh, "That Coach is making us do it." He replied, his tone short of a whine.

Now Danny didn't complain too often, nor did he whine. It was annoying, Jackson did it enough to keep them both content but cross country happened to be the one thing that he actually lacked tolerance for. It was one thing to run a mile, it was another thing to do suicides for Coach on a turf field, but to run for three miles for a race, and probably five miles on average for practice, was not fun. In fact, there was nothing about cross country that even made him think that it sounded like a good idea at all other than it was conditioning for lacrosse, "I mean...not that's anything wrong with running three miles every day, it builds endurance but...well, I'm a goalie. So I think it's pointless for me. You'll probably benefit from it."

Then again, there was that one thing, "Or not...since, you're like Scott McCall with the whole, getting good thing." It was true though, there was no doubt that Scott had become one of the best players on the team, rivaling Jackson. While Isaac didn't play as much, there had still been that improvement that had come out of no where. Now he just felt like he was digging himself in a hole though. He cradled the ball in his net, still thinking about it. He'd have Jackson though, or if he didn't yet, he'd make sure that his best friend was in fact, coming to cross country when it started up. Then again, there was also somebody else. Snapping this thoughts back to the person at hand though, Danny just rolled a ground ball back to the other boy now, "So I take it that you're interested in cross country?"

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[Isaac Lahey]

Twisting round on a carousel
This speeds' too much to stop
One second I'm thinkin' I'm feeling the lust
And then I feel a lot



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Isaac couldn't help but pause for a minute. They would really be running this fall? He wasn't against it. He was actually interested in being able to just run. His inner wolf was happy about that. It was freedom to be out of the house. Houses made him uncomfortable so he preferred the outdoors. Part of him was relieved to be able to get a little more active outside of Lacrosse. Heck he had only joined the sport because it got him out of the house.

The other teen just seemed to talk his mind. Isaac just listened,, really unsure what to say. He had never really had any type of relationship with the goalie. Friendship had never been a word he thought of when describing his relationship with any teammates. He felt like slowly it was changing. Just even listening to Danny talk made him relax a little. The other was so carefree.

He found himself faintly chuckling at the remark that he probably wouldn't benefit from the training. It was clear the other noticed the supernatural happenings but didn't even have the faintest clue what was really going on. It was better that way. Danny was human and it would be wrong to drag him into the supernatural. It literally tore your life in half, destroyed it. It did for him.

Isaac scooped up the ball and craddled it for a minute. There was a fond smile on his lips as he thought about the question. "I just like the outdoors. I like the freedom it offers. Whether it be lacrosse or running... I like how free it makes me feel." There didn't have to be any fear attached to. There was no threat when it came to athletics. He'd heal from any wounds anyway.

He seemed to think about his thoughts for a minute before snapping the ball back towards the goal.

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NOTES: Boom! Headshot! A quick reply.
MUSIC: "Ready Aim Fire" - Imagine Dragons